Al, Marc & Sandy - Die Here On Your Floor lyrics

rate me

know, I know your late night smell

I love the way you kiss and tell

When the hipsters claim you style

So I'll wait, I'll wait under your

Chestnut trees, trying to make that

Picture freeze

That could take a while

There's nothing I want more,

Than to die here on your floor

At night, when structure goes away

I remember all the sounds you made

When you were down and cold

But everytime I see you wake up

I know it won't be too late

It never will be, that's your fate

And the only thing I know

There's nothing I want more,

Than to die here on your floor

You get closer everytime,

But I will never call you mine

There's nothing I want more,

Than to die here on your floor

You get closer everytime,

But I will never call you mine

I would never call you mine